Saturday, January 01, 2011

The Insult

I laid an egg once and China hatched from it.
(Tibet too, but that was later).
I lay “BIG”.

But now, when an ant finds one of my eggs,
she hordes it with her own.
She can’t tell the difference…

I witness this
with a thinly disguised rage. How can I try
to explain
without exposing my shame?

“Haven’t you got anything better to do than quibble with a poor ant..?”

“Yes, sorry … “ and I bare the insult
in silence.

after Henri Michaux

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